The Heartbroken Luna's Choice Banish Love novel Chapter 348

Third Person's POV

The moment Cassian stepped out of the car, his comm-stone vibrated again.

Fred hopped out of his sports car and scanned the tension radiating off the couple. He chimed in, "Look, if you're dead set on ending this today, Cassian, go handle the mess at the pack. I'll take Trista to the Altar and wait with her."

Cassian gave Trista one long, heavy look. "I'll get there as fast as I can," he rasped.

He spun the car around and headed back to deal with the internal revolt started by the old guard.

Fred and Isaiah, meanwhile, escorted Trista to the Altar.

"I can wait by myself. You guys should go," Trista said, standing on the ancient stone steps. Clutching her suitcase, she looked small and a bit fragile in the shadows of the massive pillars.

Isaiah wanted to stick around, but Fred hauled him back into the car.

"Fred, she's gonna be miserable waiting there all alone," Isaiah said, looking out the window, genuinely worried. "Let me go keep her company."

Fred adjusted the rearview mirror, his expression grim. "Trista is only doing this because she's been hurt too deep. But she put more heart into Cassian over the years than you realize. It's the final hour—let her have some peace."

9:50 AM, Cassian had just barely put down the border riot when the core elders made their move.

Even though he'd secured the hunting grounds, his rush to leave meant giving up some territory that cut into the old men's profits.

The elders were using their bloodline seniority to bark at him. Cassian's gold pupils were flickering with pure annoyance.

Just as one elder started yelling about stripping him of his Alpha status, Cassian wordlessly tossed a file on the table. It was a detailed list of their corruption—he'd accurately targeted the ringleaders and exposed the deputies working with rival packs.

That was a total execution.

The room went dead silent. The aggressive posturing vanished instantly.

By the time he finished cleaning up the mess, it was after ten.

Cassian collapsed into his stone chair, leaning his head back with his eyes closed.

"What time is it?" he asked Humphrey.

"10:30, Alpha Cassian."

"Get the car. We're going to the Moonlight Altar."

Humphrey couldn't help but chime in. "Alpha Cassian, it's peak morning traffic. It'll take at least fifty minutes to get across town. The Priestess takes a break at noon and the Altar closes for a few hours. Should I tell Luna Trista to meet you in the afternoon instead?"

Cassian opened his eyes. There was no room for debate. "Get the car."

Trista had actually chosen to trust him one last time. He wasn't going to let her wait for nothing.

***

Trista had been sitting on the stone bench for over two hours.

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